11:32pm

11:32pm

A Poem by I am renee

While my family and I have been woken up from our sleep
I get a call at 11:32pm on Saturday July 12th to be exact
My uncle has been having pains for weeks and I haven't known
"according to the doctors he has a large mass in his liver"
And of course they have no idea what it is
"I'm laying here on my bed shaking because I've heard and seen a lot of my family die and I don't anymore of my family gone"
I'm sixteen and I don't want anyone else that I love to die
"I don't want to go to another funeral or cry in someone arms"
My family has been through enough "it would be easier if we knew this situation he's in"
I love my uncle
It's 11:56pm and my dad is sitting on the couch waiting for news about him
"I'm laying in my bed while my uncle is in new York waiting to know what the hell is wrong with him"
So I tell people it's best to talk to any family member about your day
But I don't even listen to my own advice
"I'm thinking the worst when I should be praying to GOD that he's going be fine"
I made it without dying because I was strong but right now I'm not even close to strong
I don't know what to do or how to feel "I love my uncle"
He's someone that no one can think of losing
I don't care for funerals especially since the day I went to my grandfather's in 2007
I never met him in person which made it worse "I don't want to lose anymore of my family because we've been through enough"

© 2014 I am renee


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well written of the common situation with a good imagery expression words. thanks for share

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I am renee
I am renee

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i love writing for the enjoyment. im black and white, and i only write about things that come to mind. ive already written a book call the rhythm of poetry. more..

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